Really Dont Wanna Think About The Finale Rn Cos YIKES But If You Could Pick A Scene That You Personally

Really dont wanna think about the finale rn cos YIKES but if you could pick a scene that you personally thought you could've done WAYY better from any episode and write about it i think that'd be super cool

Sorry it took me so long to write this, I've had to do it on my phone because I've not had access to my laptop! If I'm being completely honest, I think anyone with a brain cell could have written a better scene than the entire finale, but since I saw the pie scene first and it very much stressed me out before the episode aired, I've decided to rewrite that one. Hope you enjoy!

On AO3.

Stress Cannot Exist in the Presence of a Pie

"I'm not Sad Sam," his brother protests, and Dean immediately regrets asking, because he knows exactly what's coming next. "I'm just thinking about Cas. And Jack. If they could be here-"

"Yeah, I think about him too," Dean interrupts before Sam can continue. He's been putting on an Oscar-worthy performance of pretending to be okay, when in reality he feels like a part of him died with Cas. Some of his liver certainly did.

"You know that pain's not gonna go away, right?" He adds, even though they know that better than most. "But if we don't keep living then all that sacrifice is gonna be for nothing."

Sam nods slightly - they've been through the charade of losing a loved one enough times that he knows he is right - but the reminder wasn't really for him.

Dean clears his throat, eager to change the topic before he has to think about his messy emotions more than he already has. He can do that later, where Sam can't see him and he has a bottle to help ease the pain. "Quit being a freaking Eeyore. Come on, get into this!" He says, gesturing wildly at the selection of pies he had brought over.

"What's an 'Eeyore'?" A familiar voice asks from behind them, and Dean swears his heart actually stops. Even Sam stays completely still for a moment, but he manages to swivel in his seat to see it really is-

"Cas?" Sam exhales.

Dean finally allows himself to turn his head slowly, his heart now thumping faster than the time he had chased a vamp for fifteen blocks and his head pounding worse than any hangover he had ever experienced.

Sure enough, there stands the familiar angel, his trenchcoat still stubbornly crumbled and his piercing blue eyes turned to the ground. There is a tight expression on his face. Dean could swear it was shame, but he can't fathom why.

"Hello, Dean." Cas greets, ignoring Sam.

Dean stands up suddenly, the pies slipping onto the ground in a messy heap, clambers over the bench to where Cas is standing perfectly still, and he grips him gently.

"You stupid son of a bitch," he says into Cas' neck as he pulls him into a hug. "Never fucking do that again."

They stay there, wrapped in each other's arms, for much too long, only pulling apart when Sam mutters something about getting more pie, a broad smile on his face.

Dean waits until he has disappeared into the crowd before speaking again, his hands still clinging desperately to Cas' shoulders. He knows it is probably stupid, but he feels like Cas will vanish if he lets go. "How are you back?"

"Jack," he replied, uncertainty poisoning his tone. "Dean, about what I said…"

"I love you too, dumbass." 

Cas' head snaps up and he stares at Dean for a long moment. "You do?"

"'Course I do. Have done for years." Dean answers with an easy grin. "Now, let's go get you some pie."

I know I've already posted about this but I am begging you to check out The Castiel Project because it is such a wonderful idea and I am so moved by everyone who has donated!

If you're more of a Dean fan, there is also this fundraiser for NAMI, a mental illness related charity, in his name.

It's amazing how the fandom has come together, even when we were given the shittiest ending possible.

Oh god the wincest shippers are rising

Forever Intertwined

A short coda to 15x20 because I couldn’t let it end like that. Spoilers ahead.

Castiel was no longer an angel of the Lord. He did not have the power to grip anyone tight and raise them from perdition. In fact, for all intents and purposes, he was human.

That didn’t mean that there wasn’t anything he could do while he waited for his love.

Jack was more than willing to help; Cas and the Winchesters were his family, and anything that he could do to make them happier or guarantee that they got the peace they deserved was his top priority before he left. He snatched Cas from the empty and deposited him in Heaven, listening to any and all suggestions his father had. Before long, a new Heaven had been built; a shared one, where families and friends could be reunited, and everyone had been given what they had fought and bled for: free will.

Now, all Castiel could do is wait.

Time passed differently here, but the angel enjoyed watching the sun dip below the horizon, leaving behind lazy wisps of gentle oranges and yellows and pinks, its last rays twinkling on the stream below him. The bridge was his favourite place to be; he found the sound of the rushing water and rustling trees relaxing, and he felt he deserved some peace after spending so long fighting.

Today, though, the usually calming sounds of the wilderness were interrupted by a rumbling that was definitely man-made. Cas’ back straightened, but he did not dare to turn around. He would not be filled with false hope, only to be disappointed.

“Hiya, Cas,” a familiar voice said softly, and he felt his entire body freeze, unable to tear his eyes from the horizon in case he was wrong.

Apparently, it didn’t matter anyway. The hunter joined him, his arms resting on the rail of the bridge, allowing his head to tilt to one side and rest on the former angel’s shoulder. “I love you too, dumbass,” he whispered after a moment, his breath tickling Cas’ neck.

“Hello, Dean.” Castiel smiled, and they watched the sunset together in silence, save for the sounds of nature and the beating of two hearts, forever intertwined.

AO3

I love how people either hated it or loved it, there is no inbetween.

Remember when we thought we were the 30% MINORITY who’d get the ending they wanted lol apparently we were not only the majority, but the only sane ones, too